33. Daisy
***Daisy***
Wes adjusted me so I was on his lap. He held me close and burrowed his face into the side of my neck.
I was worried about Max and a little hurt by the way he’d dumped me out of his lap without a single word.
The feeling of Wes’ muscled body under mine and his arms around me was like a soothing balm.
“Comfortable?” He asked it quietly, just barely a whisper against my sensitive skin.
I nodded, knowing he’d feel it, and closed my eyes.
Staring into the darkness wasn’t helping my sanity any.
My arousal hadn’t completely vanished, even after getting scared and screaming.
And slowly, while I curled into Wes, it returned full force.
I told myself to stand up and go to my own couch but my body didn’t cooperate.
“Since Max gave up his seat, I’m coming over.” Flynn announced just before he jumped onto our couch and moved over to find me. When he realized I was in Wes’ lap, he stilled. “Interesting.”
“Max pretty much dumped me into Wes’ lap.” My voice was shaky as I waited for him to get angry. Someone was bound to, with the mess I’d made of things. “I’m sorry.”
“You have nothing to be sorry for, sweetheart. This can be Wes’ consolation prize.” Flynn let out a dark laugh and managed to find my hand in the darkness. He interlaced our fingers and brought them up to his lips.
Wes didn’t seem to like that consolation comment. “Take a hint, little bro.”
I let out a shocked gasp when he twisted me around so I was straddling him.
He cupped the back of my head and pulled me closer, close enough to kiss, which he did.
I was so surprised that I didn’t react for a few moments.
It was enough for Wes to stroke his tongue past my lips and drop one of his hands to cup my ass.
My body reacted before my brain did. I kissed him back, not processing that I was doing it while still gripping Flynn’s hands tight.
Wes’ kiss was intense, almost bruising. He took my mouth like it was his to plunder.
It was a dominating kiss, with his teeth and tongue marking me as his.
I melted against his chest and let out a quiet whimper when he pulled back.
Flynn reminded us that he was still there by picking me up and putting me down in his own lap.
He kissed me and my brain might’ve exploded from the shock of it all.
His kiss was softer, gentler, almost playful.
He didn’t give me everything and I found myself chasing him for more.
He nipped my bottom lip and then licked it before doing it all over again.
He gripped my ass tight and pressed my core against his rapidly rising erection.
When he kissed across my jaw and to the spot just under my ear, I forget where we were and moaned.
The sound was enough to rattle my brain awake.
I gasped and pulled away. Stumbling off the couch, I landed on my ass and scooted backwards.
“Oh, God. I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have- I should- I can leave.
I can pack and leave. I can’t believe I just did that.
I swear I’m not like that. Even though it seems like I am like that here, with y’all.
Where is Max with that power? I need to run away from here as fast as possible. ”
“You’re not leaving.”
“No running away.”
Both of them spoke at the same time and I let out a shaky laugh. “Seems you both agree on a lot of things. God, that’s a terrible joke. I’m sorry. I just… I don’t know what I’m doing.”
The last part came out quieter than the rest and it was the pure truth. I had no fucking clue what I was doing. The whole summer had been one big journey with my brain left far, far behind. I was going to hurt their family and I’d never forgive myself for it.
“I have to admit. I thought you’d fuck off when I kissed her.” Wes let out a deep sigh.
“I’m not fucking off. Ever.” The words hung thick in the silence and I was more than glad that it was too dark for any of us to see each other.
“Then we’re at an impasse. I’m not backing down, either.” Wes chuckled humorlessly. “One of us has to lose.”
“Choose, Daisy.”
I choked on air and shook my head violently.
“No. I can’t. I… I like all three of you and choosing wouldn’t be fair.
I’d still want the other two of you if I picked just one of you.
It would be a mess and I don’t want to do anything that would come between you.
Ever. I care about your family too much. ”
They were quiet for a moment and then Flynn threw out a comment that was probably supposed to be a joke but it didn’t land as a joke. “You coming between us sounds like a wild night, baby. You wouldn’t have to choose then.”
It was Wes’ turn to choke. He coughed and managed to clear his throat enough to speak. “You’re not serious.”
I stared into the darkness from one voice to the other, doing my best to feel even a little offended at the suggesting. Instead, my body lit up in flames, a mixture of embarrassment and arousal so strong that I ruined my panties. “You want to…share…me?”
Flynn didn’t respond right away. His corner of darkness was silent for almost a whole minute before he cleared his throat. “I want you any way I can have you, sweetheart.”
“You are serious.” Wes’ voice wasn’t full of outrage. He sounded hesitantly curious.
“I wasn’t at first but now, I think I am.”
I swallowed around a lump in my throat. “How... How would that even work?”
“You don’t sound like you want to murder me for suggesting such a thing.” Flynn’s voice moved closer. “Come here, sweetheart.”
He managed to find me and lifted me back onto the couch, between himself and Wes. I felt their warm bodies press into me from both sides and my arousal continue to flood my panties.
“Daisy?” Wes rested a hand on my thigh. “You want us both?”
A weak laugh escaped me. “Um. Y-yes. I didn’t mean together, though. I… Answer my question. How would it even work?”
“You’d be the first woman in this role, Daisy, so I don’t really know.” Wes’ hand trailed higher. “First, is it even something you’d be interested in?”
I opened my mouth and snapped it shut again. How was I supposed to answer that question? I couldn’t. What would they think of me? What would I think of me? I’d never been daring with sex. I slept with my boyfriend and boyfriend only until I showed up single at the Calloway’s home.
“Daisy?” Flynn gently urged me on. “Just tell us. If you don’t want it, we’ll forget this conversation ever happened. I swear this won’t change the way we look at you.”
“No, this is wrong. We shouldn’t ask her like this. I don’t know what we’re fucking thinking.” Wes started to pull his hand away from my inner thigh but I slapped my hand over his and stopped him.
“I don’t not want it.” Those words floated around us, the possibilities of what we were doing opening up. “I’ve had dreams. Maybe this is one of them.”
Flynn gripped my other thigh. “What kind of dreams, sweetheart?”
I squeezed my eyes shut, despite the pitch blackness swallowing our whispered secrets. “About this. The three of you.”
“Max, too?” Flynn didn’t sound surprised, more like pleasantly relieved. “Good.”
“I don’t know what comes next.” I admitted it with a breathy voice. “This feels crazy.”
“It is crazy. But you want it?” Wes shifted in his seat. “Because if you do, I don’t think I can wait any longer to touch you, Daisy.”
I nodded but quickly accepted that they couldn’t see me and that I’d have to admit it audibly. “Y-yes.”
“Fuck.” Flynn’s hand tightened and tugged my thigh towards his body, leaving my core vulnerable. “How wet are you right now, Dais?”
My answer was a squeak and then a moan as he dipped his hand in to find out for himself.